Lost Cosmonauts EP

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The self-titled debut EP from Boston based Lost Cosmonauts

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released June 23, 2016

Accordion, lead vocals: Nina
Bass, vocals: Nicole
Drums, vocals: Brenda
Guitar, vocals: Sasha

Recorded at Hanging Horse Studios in Norwood, MA
Recorded and mixed by Chaimes Parker
Mastered by Bradford Krieger (bignicestudio.com)
Lost Cosmonauts logo by Brendan Tobin
(brendantobin.blogspot.com)
Cover art courtesy of NASA/JPL-Caltech
Layout and photography by Sasha Pedro (sashapedro.com)

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Lost Cosmonauts Boston, Massachusetts

High energy eclectic band whose song inspirations range from science fiction TV to teenage heartache with everything in between.

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Track Name: I Saw Dracula
We took to a tent family of gypsies
Shadows in the forest, kept from view
We escaped the sunrise, the strangers,
shotguns, and the ship’s crew
We planned to stow on the boat,
escape before consumed by dust
We can’t reflect upon the danger
Belfast was never kind to us

Climbed our way to the main deck,
past empty rooms, shuttered and dank
We made our way to the new land,
emptied arteries, and drank.

I get up in the evening to escape the sun,
I get up in the evening, I sleep all day long,
I get up in the evening, I keep on the run
I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up

Bid my father goodbye with a fix of his tie
My mother caused me to scream with delight
If there was ever a time to look in my eyes,
you’d see the purest nothing.

“Champion of the powers that be,”
that’s what they called me
One last goodbye to old Ireland
Lord knows you won’t miss me

and I could sense your heart,
you held it before you, everyone could see and
I could sense your insides, beckoning to me.
Track Name: Excuses
Well, maybe he'll go:

"There was trouble getting home
and I barely made it by in a jet lag daze.
It took me a week on top the two I was gone.
My friends say that you had for sure moved on."

Baby bye bye, bye bye baby
Baby bye bye, bye bye baby

"I think it was you were out of my league.
I'm a mid-week baller, you're a classy Friday.
Your parents seem swell and I make a bad impression.
My dad liked you too much, ended my obsession."

Baby bye bye, bye bye baby
Baby bye bye, bye bye baby

"First girl stole my dog and changed the lock.
Next girl went with my mate when I didn't call.
You were a beaut, we talked for hours,
I couldn't bear your touch.
I bailed before you because I knew it'd hurt too much."

Baby bye bye, bye bye baby
Baby bye bye, bye bye baby

"I got caught up in an old flame.
She got jealous when I mentioned your name.
She had one rule, one stipulation -
had to cut you out entirely,
never mention your sweet, sweet name."

So, that's why, that's why I have to say
baby bye bye, bye bye baby
Don't bother to call now, don't bother to call
I ain't your mama, ain't your lover, ain't your baby doll

That's why, that's why I have to say
baby bye bye, bye bye baby
Don't bother to call now, don't bother to call
in one week I won't remember your name at all
Track Name: Happy
I told Amy, "I’m done with him, I can’t do this anymore."
She said, "You better be sure before you let him walk out of that door," She said, "Next month he could be in a coffee shop and then he'll trip over someone’s foot and he'll look up and meet the most beautiful girl that he’s ever seen and that’s it for them and then you’ll stare at your computer screen watching them fall in love on Facebook and the next thing you know they’re engaged to be married and this whole time you thought he’d still be there waiting for you, so you better make sure that you’re done."
And I said to Amy, "You fucking bet I am."

Now I can sit alone in my room and drown in my own issues
Without you coming over and trying to get me to party
and asking me why I’m not happy

"Maybe you’d be happy if you took a shot of gin
Maybe you’d be skinny if you went back to the gym
Maybe you wouldn’t be so sad if you got on the dance floor
Maybe your pills wouldn’t make you fat
if you got on the dance floor"

I told him I’m done with him, I can’t do this anymore
He said "But I can do more,"
and I said "Now where have I heard that before?"
He said "I know I haven’t been there much for you,
but to be honest I just don’t get what you’re going through
and I don’t know what I can do"

Now I can sit alone in my room and drown in my own issues
Without you coming over and trying to get me to party
and asking me why I’m not happy

"Maybe you’d be happy if you took a shot of gin
Maybe you’d be skinny if you went back to the gym
Maybe you wouldn’t be so sad if you got on the dance floor
Maybe your pills wouldn’t make you fat
if you got on the dance floor"

I can’t be here if you can’t be there
Track Name: Carnival
I was born into a carnival
my parents were two angry clowns of concrete
I got sick of dishing diets of dirty sugar, rotten apples
sick of people asking favors from me

I set the bar high, but two suits set it higher
instead of swirling lights, misshapen persons in my mirror
I’m swimming in dollar bill signs at the Motel 6
singing some Shania song about finally getting my kicks

I got the call from Wall Street -
you know, the real New York freaks
who swear they like a good time
I’ve got my ’76 LeSabre, Pixie in the front seat
“Conjoined twins” was on the list,
we shared a sweater and a line

They fancied themselves the strong men type
so I blew fire and I made one swallow my knife

Well, Pixie kind of freaked, so I grabbed Elliot’s keys
while he was locked in the bathroom, phoning up his secretary
I got a stash under my dash, the best of Cash on an 8-track
one last view of “Ass, Gas or Grass,” and then dust filled the scene…